The assumption that puns are per se contemptible betrayed by the habit of describing every pun not as a pun, but as a bad pun or a feeble pun, is a sign at once of sheepish docility and desire to seem superior. Puns are good, bad, and indifferent, and only those who lack the wit to make them are unaware of the fact. – H. W. Fowler (Modern English Usage)
I think it’s time for some levity around here. While that Clinton ad is certainly groan-inducing, let’s up the ante here at the ToddBlog. Bring me the funniest – i.e. groan-tasticist – puns you can find. Winner receives a special prize.
To get us started:
What do you call a chicken crossing the road?
Poultry in motion.
Think you can beat that? I hope so.
Happy Friday.
P.S. I apologize to all my non-Spring-Sing-Host readers – groan-inducing may come a little less naturally to you.
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What do you call Ben Stein with an electric drill?
Boring
Busted!
Oh well, I guess I’d better give it a go.
Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft & I’ll show you A-flat minor.
Have you heard the one about the butter knife?
Nevermind, it’s dull.
And finally, drumroll please…
Once this guy sent ten puns to all of his friends in hopes that at least one of them would make his friends laugh. Unfortuneately, no pun in ten did.
Yes!
ha ha ha i love the comment you made about spring sing hosts (sorry sam).